"By 12 tonight there's an exchange of cash and drugs by Alejandro's men in the abandoned icecream factory nearby. The money will be gone. You have 12 hours to find me and stop the robbery." Knox instructed in a jigsaw voice."Wait. How do you know I'm at Alejandro's?" I whispered as I didn't want to wake other maids.
"Oh please. NYPD conference for a month? As if anyone would believe that. Plus I was getting bored."
"You're robbing a drug lord because you're bored?"
"Yeah. Why do you make it sound weird?"
"Because it is weird. And it's my birthday. I wanted a day off."
"Come on." He drawled. "It will be fun. Besides I'm giving you information on your big case. There. Happy birthday."
"Ugh. Fine." I cut the phone and went back to bed. It was my birthday. So I didn't want to wake up so early and stuffed myself in the pillows.
"Vamos vamos!" A voice screeched as I got up in fear.
"What, where?!" Swati woke up in alert clutching the gun below her pillow.
"Yo! Your gun!" I panicked as the head maid came closer. Swati still in unclearness held it in her hand. Finally I quickly snatched it off and hid it under my pillow.
"Get up already you lazy buffoons!" The head maid rattled off.
Both of us ran out of the bed before she could say another word.
"This sucks." Swati threw the wet cleaning cloth on the floor. "The food's bad, bed's springs sprung out, the head maid, ugh don't get me started on that old hag,"
"Maybe this is why half the workforce quit before 6 months time." Fred said as he polished off a vase with his last remaining patience.
"Yeah, this place is for people who desperately need money." I agreed in.
Suddenly the head butler walked towards us.
"Shit, he didn't hear us, did he?" I covered my face. Swati and Fred looked away frightened.
"Frankie Walker?" He asked in his monotonous tone.
I slowly withdrew my hand. "Ye...s?"
"Come with me." He ordered.
Swati and Fred gave me pitiful looks as I walked away with him.
He led me to a room which was restricted for the employees except the head maid and butler.
"Sir. I brought her." He bowed towards the big fancy canopied bed. I clearly started to notice that this room was too much fancy than other ones. For the most part it looked like a prince's room.
"I told not to disturb me." A deep voice stirred as if trying to get out of sleep reluctantly.
"We discovered a gun under her pillow."
My heart started beating fast but I stayed calm on the ground.
The figure woke up slowly rubbing his light-brown hair. It was Alejandro. Unlike the photo of his younger version he was still good looking, but terrifying this time. He had a huge scar running across his one grey eye into the forehead.
"A cop?" He asked as he yawned.
"Maybe. Only if she's willing to open her mouth." The butler replied and glared at me.
I burst out laughing.
"Me? A cop? I'm sorry. I just heard a rumour regarding candy. So I came to get it."
Alejandro put out an irritated expression. "Ugh. Just another addict. Throw her out." He ordered and plopped back into his bed.
"No wait. I.....have information." I said.
"I'm not interested." He stuffed his pillows into his ears.
"You're gonna be robbed tonight." I declared.
"Yes, I know." He surprisingly replied as he waved off a piece of red and gold paper. "Apparently he thinks it's funny to send warnings beforehand."
"So that's it? You're gonna let him steal the cash? Just like that?"
"Relax. I'm not even the real dealer here. Ever heard of antagonists?"
"What...do you mean? I'm not following."
He looked at his butler.
"We should send her tonight."
"Of course sir." He bowed again as he dragged me out.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT THE DRUG DEALER?" I yelled as I was yeeted out of the room.
"Tonight's sacrificial goat." The butler said to the head maid who was already standing in front.
"I knew it." She snarled as she looked down on me.
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